What the hell is up with that?

So the funny thing is that the street I live on is a boys wet dream.  I walk out the door of the place I am staying and there are: 2 sex toy shops, a dozen booty bars, strip clubs, another various collection of sex shops, magazine stores, DVD porn shops, more titty bars and lots of great hidden gems better known as restaurants.  I love it though.  It’s diverse and not what you would think.  Just around the corner are a plethora of shops, more fine restaurants, coffee shops and tiny bars that attract a local onset of genuinely friendly people.  About six blocks away is market street with stores that I can’t afford and plenty of museums and cultural meccas.  Most of the people have accents or don’t speak English at all which I love.  I don’t think I have been in one store that is "American" owned.  It’s great.  This town speaks for itself.  Last night in my lovely 8 by 8 room I listened to the young boys drunkenly yalp as they exited and entered the building of pink neon.  Oh what testosterone can do for a person when alcohol is applied.  Perhaps it was their first lap dance or perhaps they realized the door to door booby havens.  Who knows, I was merely there to hear their cries of Ecstasy.
So, for the viewing pleasure of those who actually look at this and also for the fact I have no one to share these wonderful moments with, I have included pics of the past few days of my life.  Without further delay here they are.

Seals at the Santa Cruz Pier

View of my street

A random walk to the mission district

A typical view of where I live

So there you have it.  This is what life is like for me right now.  I will update with some pics of my room later.  For now I am enjoying the sunny city. 

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